| Song | The Seventh Trumpet |
| Artist | August Burns Red |
| Album | Home |
| 作曲 : August Burns Red | |
| I can no longer tell the days from the nights. | |
| The moon glows an eerie red | |
| and I could swear it was covered in blood. | |
| Something big is going to happen. | |
| Something so big it could forever change world. | |
| What have you all done? | |
| What have you all become? | |
| A people more concerned with the temporary pleasures of this world | |
| rather than your eternal salvation? | |
| I am now convinced that this is the end. | |
| As I raise my head towards the heavens | |
| to take one last look at the moon, | |
| the stars begin to fall. |
| zuò qǔ : August Burns Red | |
| I can no longer tell the days from the nights. | |
| The moon glows an eerie red | |
| and I could swear it was covered in blood. | |
| Something big is going to happen. | |
| Something so big it could forever change world. | |
| What have you all done? | |
| What have you all become? | |
| A people more concerned with the temporary pleasures of this world | |
| rather than your eternal salvation? | |
| I am now convinced that this is the end. | |
| As I raise my head towards the heavens | |
| to take one last look at the moon, | |
| the stars begin to fall. |